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turn,” Tiny murmured thoughtfully, looking at where she pointed, then he straightened slightly. “That’s where that guy—”
    “Yes,” Mirabeau interrupted on a sigh. “I’m thinking we may have taken the wrong tunnel. If they’re right next to each other, we might have gotten a bit turned around after the attack.”
    Tiny cursed and glanced back the way they’d come. Then he sighed, and said, “We’ll have to backtrack. See if that’s where we—”
    “But that was hours ago,” Stephanie protested, moving up beside them to peer at the map as well. “Look, it’s practically all the way back at the beginning. I am not slogging back through these tunnels just to start over again. Besides, what if you’re wrong, and we just counted off wrong at one of the other turns?”
    “We didn’t count off wrong,” Mirabeau said quietly. “We’ve both been counting. It has to be that we took the wrong tunnel at that stop.”
    “Well, then, maybe the map is wrong,” Stephanie argued desperately. “People make mistakes, even Lucian must make mistakes once in a while.” Her desperation turning to rebellion, she crossed her arms, and snapped, “I am so not backtracking. You’ll have to knock me out and carry me because I am not walking back all that way only to start again. I’m tired and hungry and sick to death of this stink. I want a shower and a bed and blood. I just want out of here,” she ended with frustration.
    Silence filled the tunnel as Stephanie snapped her mouth closed. She was sulking. Mirabeau didn’t much care so long as she did it silently. Her mind was taken up with the words “shower and a bed and blood” all of which she rather wanted herself. They hadn’t been in the tunnels for hours, maybe an hour and a half, and she suspected that had they taken the right tunnel, they would have been out of the sewers long ago.
    “A bed?” Tiny asked quietly. “It’s only a little after midnight, Stephanie. That’s the middle of the day for you now, isn’t it?”
    The teenager clucked with disgust. “We aren’t vampires, Tiny. Heck, I don’t even have fangs, and I don’t stay up all night and sleep all day. As long as I avoid the sun, I can stay up during the day. Besides, there’s nothing on television at night, just old movies and crappy shows selling crappy gizmos.” She sighed. “I usually go to bed by midnight or so.”
    When Tiny glanced her way and raised an eyebrow, Mirabeau merely shrugged. She herself usually stayed up nights and slept days. However, she hadn’t had much sleep today. There had been too much to do to get ready for the wedding. She wouldn’t mind a nap herself. Blood sounded pretty good too. As for a shower, Mirabeau thought she’d kill for one just then…and a change of clothes. Dear God, she wanted out of those sewers as well, and she was not riding ten hours in an SUV in sewage-soaked clothes.
    That thought at the forefront of her mind, Mirabeau handed the map to Tiny and turned back the way they’d come.
    “Where are you going?” Stephanie snapped with dismay, hurrying after her. “I told you, I’m not walking back through the tunnels.”
    “And yet you’re following me,” she pointed out dryly and wasn’t surprised when the teenager stopped abruptly.
    “Only to tell you I’m not going,” she said shrilly, as Mirabeau continued up the dark tunnel.
    “Fine. You stay here and sulk. But we passed a manhole to the surface a few minutes back, and I’m using it to get the hell out of the sewers,” Mirabeau said calmly.
    “Really?” The excited and surprised squeal was followed by the tapping of the girl’s shoes on the concrete as she hurried to catch up to her. Mirabeau had expected as much.
    Tiny followed more quietly so that she nearly missed the sounds of his approach before she heard him murmur, “What’s the plan here?”
    Mirabeau sighed to herself and paused. They were supposed to be partners, but she wasn’t used to having mortal